Chapter 1088

In the middle of last night, I had a clear dream on my pillow. When I talked a lot, I still had peach blossom face! Frequent low willow eyebrow, half shy also half happy, want to go and depend on, aware that is a dream, too sad!

…… The so-called sad, is that you think that the most predestined person in life, walking away, from then on no sound fast!

…… The so-called dream, to put it bluntly, is wishful thinking, just like some people like a meteor across your life, you think it is a short moment, but do not know that moment, already branded in the depths of your soul!

If you don't come, I'm not old. I'll be waiting for you all the time, pretending to be quiet!

But in the twinkling of an eye, seven years have passed, you Really good?

Since he was 18 years old and left for seven years, now he has already faded from his youth's ignorance, and his face has become mature by the years. His wings are gradually abundant, but he can't find the person who wants to protect him.

You have said that when Xixi returns, you will come to pick up the bones of your father.

Xixi has been back for nearly five years. I've buried you, Baigu, Huanhuan Where the hell are you?

The dark sky is drizzling with drizzle. In the quiet and luxurious villa courtyard, there is only a solitary lamp scattered with faint light, illuminating every inch of the land in front of it.

Under the light, one person and one grave stand opposite each other!

Lonely, cold, strange but especially harmonious!

Situ Xuan, wearing a black dress, stood quietly in front of the grave. His delicate and sculptural face was expressionless, only gazing at the bottom of the stone tablet's eyes, vaguely surging with deep sadness.

The tiny raindrops wet his hair, and a few wisps fell on his forehead. He stood still like Mount Tai, standing for a long time!

The night drizzled and the wind was light, and it was calm at dawn.

There was a glimmer of white light in the eastern sky. He forced open the dark night, and the light in situ Xuan's eyes was also lost with the coming of day!

Daybreak, hope is broken again!

This is your father's seventh death day, Huanhuan, you still haven't come back!

sighs and spills over. He moves forward. He comes forward, and bowed three times with respect. He placed flowers in his hands carefully before the grave, and sat down on his legs, and poured two cups of Baijiu.

"Miss Li, after seven years, you must miss her very much, too?" Situ Xuan's eyes were sad.

He was silent for a long time and murmured, "in fact, I miss her very much, too!"

Looking up, he drank all the wine in the glass, and let it be hot and spicy in his throat. He savored the bitterness of the strong wine carefully. After that, he poured another glass respectfully in front of the grave.

Repeat this until the wine in the bottle is empty, and situ Xuan feels that he is empty!

He sat down for a while, then slowly got up and said: "I have to go, Mr. Li. If you have spirit in heaven, please guide me to find Huanhuan. I'll see you next year when I die!"

Bowing deeply, situ Xuan turns around and walks away on the morning dew!

The wind rises, and the rain falls after a short pause

Zhuo fan, who is waiting outside the hospital, sees him and comes up with an umbrella to protect him from the rain.

"Master, you are all wet!" Cold rain gathered in front of his hair and forehead, dripping along his beautiful face, Zhuo fan was particularly distressed.

"Never mind!" Situ Xuan was indifferent and low.

Zhuo fan insisted on holding an umbrella for him, but he didn't realize that he was a drowned chicken.

"Still no news?" Situ Xuan knows that this question is very silly. If there is any news from her, Zhuo fan will tell him immediately, but he still can't hide his hope.

Zhuo fan looks ashamed and shakes his head in silence!

Although situ Xuan had long expected such a result, he still had a bad feeling in his heart. He rubbed his eyebrows wearily and said in a low voice: "go down, I want to be quiet for a while."

"Yes Zhuo fan apologized and stopped, watching situ Xuan's lonely figure disappear in the main building!

For seven years, he lived in frustration and guilt all the time.

Since Li Weiyin left, the little master only gave him a task, that is, no matter what way, to find Li Weiyin back.

But Li Weiyin seems to have evaporated from the human world. He has been searching for seven years. From the beginning, he swore that he would get it, to now, there is no place to find it. Occasionally, he has a clue, but he has not been able to turn out any big waves.

Although he is not the top figure in the black market, as a shadow guard, he thinks he has a lot of contacts.

But the strangest thing is that no matter how much power he uses, he can't find the trace of Li Weiyin. He doesn't know where she came from or where she went.

It seems that there is no Li Weiyin or Huanhuan in the world, but Zhuo fan knows that if Li Weiyin is not found one day, the soul of the little master will not come back one day.

Since Miss situ got married, the little master moved to the flower city and officially took it as home.

In recent years, he broke away from the situ family and founded the personal Gene Research Institute from scratch. He made the first pot of money with medical technology and established the brand of international chain hotel.During the day, he is a business genius, but only twelve shadow guards and he understand that late at night, he is just the infatuated boy waiting for his lover to return.

"Alas Zhuo fan sighed. He watched the little master grow up and knew his character best. Because of this, he hated his incompetence even more!

It seems that he has to use some extraordinary means to find Miss Wayne!

"Lingling..." The sudden sound of the mobile phone interrupts Zhuo fan's thoughts. Zhuo fan remembers that he forgot to give the mobile phone to the owner.

He looked down, and the name of Angie appeared on the screen.

Zhuo fan hesitated and finally slid the answer button: "Hello, Mr. Duan!"

"Why? Xuan Shao, how did you become uncle Zhuo's voice? "

Zhuo fan laughed: "what's the matter with master Duan?" "Uncle Zhuo, Xuan Shao, did he consider my invitation? I made a pledge to our leader. All the members of the elite show group are waiting for him, and all the other invited guests are in place, just short of him.

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Zhuo fan looked at the main building and sighed: "I guess The host won't take part

"Ah?" Duan Anqi howled: "how can I do that? I'll be ruined by him. I've told you all the big words. If he doesn't come, do I want to see someone in the future?"

"Why don't you invite master Duan himself?"

"Where is he?"

"Huayu city!"

"Damn, no wonder you don't answer my phone all the time. Uncle Zhuo, please keep an eye on him for me. I'll be there soon..." Don't give Zhuo fan the opportunity to answer, Duan Anqi just hang up the phone.

Listening to the sound of "dudududu" in the microphone, Zhuo fan's heavy heart is slightly relaxed. The little master is indifferent and has a lot of followers, but his real friends are countless.

Duan Anqi's character is opposite to that of his little master, but he has become a close friend miraculously. Every time he comes to Huayu City, he will experience a lot. Every year Li Yuzhong's death day, the little master will be depressed for a long time. Zhuo fan hopes Duan Anqi can divert situ Xuan's attention and take him away from sadness!

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